When I sit and contemplate what I am feeling “class shock” is more the term that comes to mind. I am in Kenya (of all places) experiencing wealth beyond anything I have been witness to. It’s ironic, really. An experience that has me familiar with drivers, gardeners, caretakers, and housemaids. All black, all in uniform, all with large smiles, strong desires, families and work ethic. A different kind of Kenya than most experience, I am sure.
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